Aug 1, 2014
deadwhichismine
No one else can fix this but you, Poseidon had insisted. And while the king of the gods was loathe to leave his home, the sea god had seemed sincere. Venturing down to the mortal world below was a trip he didn't enjoy unless it was for pleasure. But alas, he supposed he had no choice now.
As he arrived at the scene of the problem... He realized there was nothing to be seen. Poseidon had lied, for whatever reason, and the squabbling minor gods were nowhere to be found. An angry huff left the king-- He should have known better than to trust his troublesome brother.
As he turned around, a familiar figure caught his eye, and malice appeared on his features.
"Hades. Fancy meeting you here."